Cast not upon them thorn and fire;
Rather, send them thoughts of scorn and ire.
For, as ogres, vampires, ghouls and ghosts,
Nazis, Klansmen, and fascists know:
Sticks and stones will break old bones,
But it’s the words that hurt the most.
So, bow your heads in prayer;
Show how much you care —
Legislate? No, supplicate
Your all-important potentate:
God, grant me the audacity to reject the facts I will not face,
The coffers to compensate the NRA,
And the permission to play the victim.
About:
Andrew, as an undergrad, studied English, history, and creative writing. While enrolled, they wrote for the school newspaper and both edited and contributed to the school’s literary and arts journal. They now write poetry in their free time, work for Mile High Sticking, and advocate for the Oxford comma.
